The Alpha's Captive Read Online Free PDF Page B

you find out?” Josef asked what was sitting on the tip of Devon’s tongue.
    Dominic pushed the chair closer to the desk and took a seat. He started to click away on his keyboard, and Devon looked to Josef, who just shook his head. Dominic was a whiz on the computer, and most of the time Devon felt like he needed an instruction manual to understand the young wolf.
    “Well, Phillip Stefano is at a resort with his wife.” He clicked some more.
    “What resort?” Devon asked as he pulled out a pen, readying to copy down the information.
    “Four Trails Hotel and Spa.” Dominic let out a whistle. “Fancy and expensive.”
    “I guess hunting wolves really pays out,” Devon said as he took down the information. “That’s a couple hours’ drive.”
    “Do you want to go out there?” By the look on Josef’s face, Devon could tell he didn’t like that idea.
    “You don’t have to.” Dominic spoke up. “I got his room number. You just have to call the hotel and ask for his room.”
    “Damn that’s amazing.” Devon was impressed with Dominic.
    “Not really.” Dominic smiled wildly. “This”—he pointed down to his computer—“was a piece of cake. I just tapped into the phone company’s server and got his call records then I searched his recent credit card purchases.” Dominic sat back and put his arms behind his head. “Child’s play really.”
    “Remind me to never piss you off.” Josef scooted his chair away from Dominic.
    “Why? You have any secrets you’re trying to hide, Josef?” Dominic teased.
    Dominic was a sweet young wolf, but looks were deceiving. Give him a computer and he could find out anything he wanted about anyone. It was scary yet very productive in times like this, and Devon couldn’t have been happier to have the computer genius in his pack.
    Devon picked up his cell phone and punched in the number Dominic gave him. When it started to ring he snapped his fingers to quiet Josef and Dominic. Both men scooted their chairs closer to his desk and rested their elbows on the hard wood surface. Their eyes burrowed holes into Devon, and he felt the sweat drip down his back as the phone continued to ring.
    “Four Trails Hotel and Spa, where relaxation comes to life. How may I help you?”
    “Yes, I need to be connected to Phillip Stefano’s room please,” Devon said clearly into the phone.
    “Yes, sir. Glad to have assisted you tonight.”
    Devon heard a few clicks then the phone began to ring again. He looked at Josef and nodded his head.
    “Hello?” a feminine voice answered.
    “Yes, I’m looking for Phillip Stefano. Is he available?” Devon kept his voice calm.
    “Sure, let me just get him.” She giggled. “He’s in the restroom. Just a moment.”
    Devon wasn’t waiting long before a gruff voice came across the line. “Phillip here.”
    “Hello, Mr. Stefano.” He hadn’t planned what exactly to say, so he had to wing it. “You don’t know me but we have some important things to discuss.”
    “Oh, really? And what might that be Mr.…” Stefano trailed, but Devon didn’t have any intentions of giving the man his name.
    “Sorry, I don’t give hunters my name. Call it self-preservation.” Devon didn’t mean to just drop that he knew Stefano was a hunter, but his patience was wearing thin. This wasn’t the time to play games.
    Silence met Devon’s ear. All he could hear was the older man’s quick intake of breath. “Who is this? And how did you get his number?” The friendliness had vanished from his tone.
    “Who I am and how I got this number isn’t important. What is important is how you’re going to right the wrong you’ve committed.”
    In the background Devon could hear Stefano whisper something, then he heard a door shut. “I don’t know how you located me, but it’s a big mistake on your part. I’ve haven’t committed any crimes, so there isn’t a damn thing for me to right.”
    Devon’s pulse began to race. Stefano spoke as if Devon was